Show by Edgar A. A Guest GuestA 4 A QUESTION OF SIGHT Two travelers along a road Each weighted with the self-same self load Of Ot happiness and care v Were Vere chatting as they trudged ahead When Suddenly one stopped and said I I farmhouse o see a there ir The other who was near of sight tf Looked to the left and to the right right- And said It cannot beThere be j i There i is hi no farmhouse farn where you Iou say sal I No o roof root or or chimney down the Wa way I No smoke that I can see L I Look in the distance cried his friend ri There where the road begins to bend You'll catch a flash of ot light There is no farmhouse there said hAt h hAt At least not one that I can see Although you may be right dA Well VeIl never mind his friend rep Some day well we'll reach It side by SAnd s And you shall shan see It then Perhaps said he but as for me 1 Nothing exists e I cannot see Thus quarreled two good goodmen men f 4 So with the great eternal life liCe t I Beyond this vale of ot mortal strife l Some glimpse a vision fair And some not quite so keen of Ight m Peer vainly for the distant light And say it isn't there I t h Copyright 1926 Edgar A ti sM A |